robins on the wing.

An angel listens and watches

while he does his thing.

He knows that she is gentle.

Can tell by the peace she brings.

He knows he can be close by her,

as merrily he sings.

Sings, his song of morning,

waking others to let them know,

it's time to enjoy it while they can,

for too soon, it must go.

© Copyright 2003 Kackie